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It will never change.
This was written at 7:47 pm on Sunday, December 31
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Is it possible to say that the one person you've disappointed the most is also the person you're most disappointed of?
This was written at 12:40 am on Friday, December 29
-= get up, get down. go back to sleep. =-
It's like ripping off someone's face.
Y'know?
Just to make sure there isn't another one underneath.
Hahah.
The best thing is, they rip their faces off themselves.
It's like that movie.
The Mask.
Ring any bells?
Nope.
Not the Son of the Mask.
The Jim Carey one.
Yeah.
Looks like I'm leaving this year just the way I did last year.
At least there's 2007 to look forward to.
Perhaps then I could get myself one of those masks.
Just in case someone tries to rip my face off.
Hahah.
Face off.
Yeah.
And again, I see that familiar face.
But this time, I know, It's just a face.
Nothing more.
Just a face.
This was written at 2:02 am on Tuesday, December 26
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The marriage has gone to my head The wedding trumpets are dead Replaced by a static noise So loud that I can't hear my own voice Will those signs lead me out of here Well, just take me somewhere To the plains where angels sing Trough the chime and the clattering
For what it's worth the truth might hurt you There is a little you can do When shadows fall I will desert you Then that's what you will do
For what it's worth the truth might hurt you And with a tear of morning dew... My temples born anew
Lead me inside Lead me inside Lead me inside out of the cold Let me inside Feel me inside When the seed is sown Our love's dead by dawn
And as the day begins The sun is soothing my skin And I am divided I am divided For love
I have to say That all of this time I waited for someone like you You are my dream You are my dream You are my dream
This was written at 2:11 am on Monday, December 4
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